Every Once In a While…

I have to post something Owen wants me to post. Yeah, yeah, yeah…I know I can’t read his mind, I can only remember what he left us, but I can most certainly remember his favorite music. I have that, at least.

And, Owen, so graciously left us with his playlists. I’m grateful for technology that allows us to see inside those tiny windows of his life. Owen left us a lot.

Thanks, Bubba. Nat remembers a lot of your music, too, and has helped me to remember. We were a great freakin’ team…we are still.

Welcome to a blog I never wanted to write…

Reading the page below entitled, "Mystery O. Riley" will give you some background, and if you find our mystery something you'd like to follow, please come back often. Losing our 20-year-old son isn't the way it's supposed to be, as we always hear people say. But, for some of us, it is the way it is. And, there's nothing to do, but find a path on this unthinkable road, through an unimaginable forest of grief, and in our case...an unforgiveable river of mystery.